I can add things up all I want and I can make pretend that I am not really head over heels for James. but there are so many things when I stop to think about him and the time we spend together that makes me stop, exhale and tickle inside. he still gives me butterflies in my stomach and I miss him terribly when he’s not around.

my blue-eyed tennessee man who screams for life much the way I do. when he makes love to me, I stare at his lips that are so close to mine and I fall in love all over again. from the look in his eyes I can see he wants nothing but to kiss every inch of me and hold me all night, pinning me down, watching me, making me feel good, not caring much of himself, just watching me. and wanting me.